Part II: Life and Death
This is the same beach I went to as a child with my family. I look around and oh my god! There I am as a child with my family. This must be a dream, so I’ll just pinch myself. Ouch! Nope this is real. I try calling to my younger self. He can’t hear me. They all can’t hear me. I’m just a ghost. But here I am at the same beach I went to as a child. I remember this place. I remember this day. This was the day I learned about life and death.
I found a dead sea turtle washed up on the beach. I cried and my father approached me. I see him now. I remember this moment. He kneeled down next to me and asked why I am I crying. I told him why, that it was because the turtle is dead. He looked at the turtle and then toward to sea. He looked back at me and explained to me why I shouldn’t cry. He explained that the turtle died giving life anew. I remember him pointing toward a mound of sand. He said that’s where life will begin again. The turtle came here to do this, instinctively knowing what’s going to happen next. Out of that sand, more turtles will be born and they will fill the void. My father then picked me up and carried me back to the family.
After watching that again, I cried a little. I remembered that day. I remembered that moment. Being here again, I remembered it all. I walk toward my family in the distance passing by the deceased turtle and sand mound. I am nearly there, but another door appears in front of me. I don’t want to go. But I should. I must. I open the door. I walk into a dark room. Why is it so dark? Where am I? Suddenly everything becomes bright again. I still don’t know where I am. Everything clears. I see the trees, the grass, flowers, and the birds chirping in the distance. I’m in a park and sitting on a bench.
(Coming Soon: Part III)
by E. Moses
Part I: Misery
My doctor gave me these two pills. Both pills are white and have nothing written on the sides. The prescription says Insocenic. It is a fitting name for my condition. I have a severe case of insomnia. There is no name for my condition. I stay awake for hours and when I try to sleep I dream nothing. The doctor says that these pills should help. However, I been told that by different doctors for different pills. So I don’t if these will work or more of my money is flushed away.
It is 10 am right now. Right around this time I decide to take the two pills. Drank water a glass of water, swallow pills and drank another glass of water. Do not take pill with alcohol, especially with scotch. It is simple enough, not that hard. Now I wait for the effects to kick in. It is gonna be an hour or two before they should take effect. I guess I will go watch some Arrested Development while I wait. It is nine o’clock now. Nothing is happening. I’m still awake, still thinking. Why can’t I sleep? Why can’t I dream?
It is now 1 am and nothing has happened yet. I’m starting to question this pill. It is suppose to help me, but it has done nothing for me. I think once again another doctor gave me false hope and fed me pills I do not need. Damn it. I am not even tired. It looks like another night of restless sleep for me. Oh the joy. I’m just gonna go and get some more water. I open my bedroom door and fall. I fall into sand. I look and find myself on a beach. I look around and can’t find the door I opened. What is this strange place I’m in? Where the hell am I?
(Comin Soon: Part II)